Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Remember how cute they are.....

They really are cute.... even if they don't know what the heck rain is, since it hasn't rained here in MONTHS.

In at least one case, it has not rained in longer than the dog has LIVED HERE.

I usually let them play, closely supervised, in the back yard for an hour or so in the morning and again in the afternoon. They run around nonstop chasing each other or the bugs or the blowing leaves.... and they come in tired and happy and sleep blissfully for several hours afterwards!

Since the backyard today has been replaced by Lake Bury, I put up dividers to keep them in the kitchen and den, and occasionally checked to make sure they were playing with dog toys. I had the presence of mind to pick up the rolls of Christmas paper before turning them loose to play.

But I forgot about Michael's newspaper stash. He has a newspaper stash like I have a fabric stash. Our stashes make NO sense to each other, but they bring us personal satisfaction!

(the first pic even includes a delightful "package" [our nickname for a pile of poop] deposited carefully on the laminate floor, since no one wanted to poop outside in the rain!)

About Me

I am a wife, a mom, a recycled mom, a daughter, a sister, a bestest friend, a retired medical transcription service owner, a quilter, and with any luck, now that I am retired, I can add gardener, canner, and chicken keeper to this list!

"He is your friend, your partner, your defender -- your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion." --unknown

Say what you mean and mean what you say, but don't say it mean.

"Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle."